So, as it turns out, the project which was stopped in mid-march, they attempted to restart in mid-april. We declined further work, and wrote an abbreviated report of the efforts to date gratis, as a company (Ro is still paying me for it, thankfully). That is what has been eating my soul. Only not. It’s kind of fun. And my writing problems have indeed greatly diminished.
I have alot of mixed feelings on this. I like Ro, and I like working with him, and I’m sad to see that coming to an end. This has been my longest lasting job to date. It was good to feel smart again for a time. Not so much to feel smart, but to have my brain actively engaged in an inherently challenging, and rather valuable, activity. It’s a shame that the results of my work will likely be lost in a dark, dusty, dungeon somewhere, but at least it is unlikely that I will suffer pangs of conscience when I hear about the actions of drones.
I should be staying with
I think you would make an excellent “exploited scientist” type who joins the guerilla resistance to set right his terrible sins.